Where were the lights? Where were the doctors? She blinked, and sat up, glancing around, seeing other opened coffins nearby. She bent over the edge of hers, and gasped in pain…a needle below her left shoulder was pulled out painfully. Where the hell was everybody? Carefully, she began pulling needles out, one by one, then she began on the electrodes attached to her. As she pulled the ones from her chest, a loud beeping startled her…a red light flashed along with it, stating over and over ‘Cardiac Arrest’. That’s when she heard movement…distant movement, but loud. A scraping metal noise, and the thump of heavy footprints which for some reason scared her to death. She peeked once again over her coffin, and blinked, she was at least 20 feet off the floor, thirteen rows of coffins lay below her, approximately twenty across. Several were open, and empty, and several more were open, but occupied. If the dried, dead remains could be called occupants. Her mouth went dry with fear. She had. I had taken charge of my life and, for the moment at least, I wasn’t a wife, I wasn’t a mother. I was Elizabeth. I contemplated the possibilities offered by my new-found freedom and when I imagined a revenge scenario, rather than feeling guilty, I discovered little tendrils of desire growing within me. By now, it was dinner time and I hadn’t eaten all day. I was ravenous so I ordered from room service. A tossed salad, a petite sirloin with mushroom sauce, and a baked potato washed down with a small bottle of Merlot dealt handsomely with at least some of my physical needs. It was time to address the others. I took off all my clothes and stood in front of the full-length mirrors on the closet doors, surveying my assets. The salon technicians had really done a superb job. The hairdresser had managed to make my housewife hairdo into a flattering, dark-blonde, pageboy that curled attractively next to my cheeks. My finger and toenails were painted a wicked scarlet. What my eyes told me was.
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